The story of the bathroom.
Its been awhile since we've updated…so here's a story.
A month ago there was a leak in my bathroom ceiling. Turns out that the person living above me had some serious sink problems for awhile and did not do anything about it until I had puddles of water on my bathroom floor. I've been waiting patiently for the ceiling to dry up so I can call someone to patch and clean-up the damage. However, there was still a little dripping here and there. I thought to myself, its humid, there maybe some liquid trapped up there. I'll wait a few more days and it should be fine. Then one day I came home and my bathroom ceiling was leaking again! It was worse then before. To make a long story short, this time it was the person's TOILET! Ick! I had told myself, over and over that it was clean water dripping down on to my floor. I was VERY wrong! I now have a yellow-stained ceiling and a pretty strong urine smell! How was your week =).
My hair isn’t insane anymore
Well, at least not AS insane. Anyone who's known me for a while knows I have the poofiest, least controllable hair on the planet.
But now, for the first time in my life, I have some semblance of control over my hair and it actually looks halfway decent most of the time. I got a haircut a few weeks back at a Korean hairdresser in Closter, NJ. My mom recommended me to them. I don't know what the name of the place is actually called, since the name on the business card and the name on the storefront are different.
The guy spent a loooong time cutting my hair and I ended up with THE Asian haircut. The layered one that has a short top layer in the back that gradually gets longer as you go around the head to the front. Most Asians will know what I'm talking about, I think. It's one step away from a mullet (but could never be mistaken for one, thank god). When I left the hairdresser that day they had straightened it, and I looked super Asian.
I didn't think I really liked it then, but once I took a shower, my natural waves were back in place, and it didn't really look half bad! The one great thing about this cut is that my hair is substantially thinned in the back, so I have way less hair that gets all poofy and annoying. The maintenance is easy too. I just take a shower, rub some hair cream on it, brush, and go off on my merry way.
So if anyone else has tons and tons of hair - go the hairdresser and get it thinned. It really works!
Ever trip over a blind man’s cane?
Well, I have. He was coming around the corner, and I was coming around from the other side - I remember trying to get out of the way, and then flying across the pavement. Everyone around us was very nice, helping me up and asking me if I was ok and if I had any broken bones. I was a bit scratched and scraped up but no broken bones that I know of. Just in intense pain.
I felt worse that I'd broken the poor man's cane. I hope he made it to wherever he was going ok. The reaction he had toward me was kind of strange. I asked him if he was ok after I'd gotten up, and he said "That was you?" And I said "Yeah, I'm sorry". And then he said "That wasn't you!" I still don't understand why he didn't think it was me - do I not sound like the kind of person who would trip over a cane? Weird..
I realized that maybe I should have asked him if he needed to be escorted somewhere.. when I was about ten blocks away. Anyway I limped to class, and when I finally got home I iced my shin and put some gauze on my scraped knee, and went straight to bed. The shin still hurts like hell when I walk.
Acapella Radio
I recently stumbled onto a very interesting FM radio station. It was the day before Easter and bored of my pre-set stations, I did a scan. Then, all of the sudden I heard the Duck Tales Theme in acapella. I was a little confused but very excited and I continued to listen for the next 15 minutes as I was driving (all acapella). I've never heard of an acapella radio station. I do not remember what station it is (since my car's digital radio display is broken) and I listened to the radio station for a total of 30 mins. I will keep you posted. So far, loving the acapella stuff. Its simple and refreshing. =)
The coolest, weirdest dream I’ve had in a while
I have to write this down somewhere before I forget it.
I don't really remember where the dream starts out. I'm hanging out with a bunch of friends, one of them from high school who I haven't really spoken to since 8th grade. One of them is Penty. The one from high school says "let's go to the Bazooka Lounge" (I think that's what it was called). Penty and I have no idea what she's talking about. Next thing we know we're in a bathroom stall. My high school friend opens that toilet paper container thingie in the wall and shimmies headfirst into it. She has a bit of trouble, and next thing you know we hear lots of banging and we can see that she's sliding down a pipe, headfirst, like she's on a slide.
The noise brings in some kid (yes, right into the stall). He demands to know what happened and we claim ignorance. Then this other bigger kid comes into our stall and starts picking on the smaller kid. This bigger kid seems to know what we're trying to to do and keeps trying to distract the smaller kid. He mentions something about the smaller kid's animals and how he's going to kill them, and I'm standing there shouting, "Don't kill the animals!" while the bigger kid keeps motioning me and Penty to go into the wall.
So we do, and I have no problem at all. It's actually fun sliding down the pipe. We end up outside and we have no idea where we are. It's nighttime. We follow a path and we talk about what this mysterious place might actually be. We're convinced that because it's so secret, it's some seedy druggie hangout. Penty made it clear that she'd have no part of the drug fest, and I stupidly said something like 'Well I'll take one hit of the bong if there is one.. just one I swear!"
The path leads to a little building filled with light. We walk in and see it's like a mini shopping mall. We walk into a store and innocently ask about Bazooka's Lounge. The man claims to have no idea what we're talking about, and then quickly motions up and left with his finger when he thinks no one else is looking.
We go upstairs and to the left (great directions, huh?) into a little card store with a nice looking middle aged lady. We ask about the lounge again, and she leads us down the hallway right in her store, and we come upon a small room with a bar, tables, and chairs. Our friends are there, waiting for us. My old high school friend says "We come here to get away from one-line come-ons. We look at the menu and everything looks good. We order some hot drinks which are all $5.75 and settle in.
That's all I can remember.
George Takei is the man
Listen and watch as he responds to homophobic basketball player Tim Hardaway.
The Environment and Skiing (a two and one)
Just an update:
In January I attended the Science and Society: Closing the Gap conference. It was an exciting opportunity considering the purpose was to bring about awareness and change of the public's general lack of science understanding. Being a science teacher I have witnessed this issue and feel very passionate about bringing importance to a subject matter that many people feel as boring, for the smart people, or geeks. Unfortunately, being a teacher who has seen this day in and day out, I am more for action then I am for discussion. The conference was not for me. I went for a day and unfortunately I could not make myself stay for the entire weekend to listen to more speeches and panelists.
The highlight of the conference though was seeing former VP Al Gore. I have to be honest, I was giddy when I saw him. He was an excellent speaker. He had many important points but being a month ago, I totally forgot. I do remember my friend saying that he had excellent timing with his comments and jokes (which was very true).
I went skiing for the first time thanks to a friend we will nickname Moo and her sister. Great experience. Such a nice helpful staff up there. Beautiful mountain. Great music courtesy of Oldies 106.7. Learning to ski was tough. I can ice skate and at one point that was all that I could think about was skating. I feel three times and all three times I could not get up for the life of me. I felt like a turtle on her back. I had to take off my ski in order to get back up. The best part of this experience was the L bar up the training trail (I never actually made it on to a normal beginners trail…haha maybe next time).